The House of the Rising Sun, Updated for Our Times

There are ways to fight back against the destructive zeitgeist that I see as being under the influence of powerful misanthropic forces. One of these is to take a popular tune and transform the lyrics, get it performed well, and post it. Should others like it too, it will take on a life of its own. At which point I’d pray that its new life might save a few people from their self-destruction or the destruction of their children as perhaps did the original.

My update of the classic folk tune, reinvigorated by The Animals in the 1960s, would be entitled: A House That Transforms Our Sons. The following squib is my final stanza.

    Mothers
    Tell your children
    Don’t do what I have done
    And condemn your life
    to sterile misery
    At a house where they transform your son.